@intriguant Might Be Making A Mistake: Steps Closer With Hands Behind His Back And Nose Upturned. He

"Well. Good fer ya?"

Archie shifts in the tub, looking over the brim briefly. No Wooper-- "Wait, pink?"

Yeah that's all he got from that sentence. He sighs, allowing himself to slide back in the water. "I'm kinda stuck here, lassy. But if I see him I'll send him uh. Out o' the door I guess? I'll ask 'im real nicely."

' Oh It just comes out like that. I dont mean to say it. Crabapples! Is another one I yell a lot. Just slips out"

She tiltes her head.

"Well..ya see the thing is..I was playing hide and Seek with Peachy pie...And I thought he might have come in here...have you seen a pink wooper with a boy tie and a blank look on his face like he just made Arceus weep?"

"Keep 'em? That's generous of ya. I hope I won't be needin' them soon, though, but it might take a bit."

So they knew who he was. Doesn't surprise him too much, but still. He figured he'd introduce himself anyway. "Yer Ree, righ'? The Champ?"

Could probably kick his ass. Not that he was worried about it too much. He was a changed man, and tried his best to be good... even if it was hard sometimes.

“I know who you are.”

Ree thinks about tossing the bottle, but … they’ve got no depth perception, and they wouldn’t be able to accurately throw it. So they step forward and place it on the bedside— keeping a safe but respectable distance.

“… here. They should help, or somethin. Take two at first if it really hurts.”

A pause. Ree’s chest itches a little bit.

“You can keep it. You pro’lly need it more than me.”

will try to get to some drafts here later!! ))

So tempting to just splash water all over the floor now. He huffs, ready to curl up again and snooze, but... Yeah the moment's gone. He's not gonna be able to fall asleep easily, ugh.

"..." Still. Staring at the ceiling beats talking to this dude right now. Maybe if he's lucky Plumeria will show up later with something to do. "Aye aye, c'pn."

…lots of words to say that yeah he can just stand up and leave but it's kinda difficult at the moment.

"Coolio."

Not coolio at all. He'll have to talk to Plumeria about this entire bs.

"Welp. In that case try to not splash all over the place or I'll make ya clean everything, wounds or not."

Guzma out. If mr. Fish wanted to say anything, he better do so now or shut up forever.

pondering...

@viciousrocket asked: “ please don’t question my driving or parking skills . you couldn’t even begin to understand the level i’m on . ”

"I think I can definitely understand what level yer on."

He doesn't like cars too much. They're a weird human invention. Boats were much better, even if he technically didn't need one himself.

"Just get us where we need to be."

TM12:Taunt - Share some trash talk/pick a fight with someone.

Pokemon Asks: TMs (ORAS) - Accepting!

"Hey. Come closer."

Yeah Faba you're the target I'm afraid.

"Ya gonna rat me out, huh?"

There's a moment of silence on his side too, but then-- "BWAHAHA!!" Followed by an "Oof--" When will he learn that laughing this hard is still off limits. He can't help it, though.

"It's bound t' happen sooner rather than later. I'd prefer to tell him myself, but. I getcha. Yer loyal t' yer boss, and I love t'see it. Also, fridge time sounds awful." He's not sure what it means, but if the kid wanted to avoid it, it must suck.

"Can't stop ya either. Kinda stuck like this. Jus' hope I don't get thrown back 'cause I'd be done fer."

"Ah. Yeah. Of course.

Merfolk Aqua boss." another moment of silence "Former Aqua. Sure. Sorry. Okayyyy.

This is the worst life of his life. Taking a long, deep breath as he goes further down, ending on the floor, PJ crosses his arms, sighting as loudly as he could.

"...you know I should, like-- tell the boss who you are, right? No 'cause he's cool and all but if he finds out he has an eco-terrorist in sis' bathtub and I knew all along I would end up on top of the fridge for weeks-"

"..." Casually throws it back through the hole. "Well are ya havin' fun?"

"It's always about why d'ya have balls from the ballpit and never are you havin' fun in the ballpit? Is the ballpit fun? Fuck you."

THROWS ANOTHER BALL.

"Ya started, ya--" Oof, okay, yelling hurts. He groans, clawed hand reaching for his side where Plumeria had bandaged him.

"...I AM thankful. T' the nice lady that helped me out. Iunno who ya are, and ya wake an injured bloke up by--"

A beat. "...Y'all only got one good tub?"

Huh? What? To be honest, he can't remember much about the way everything looked around here when he was carried in.

"Hmm. I guess I'm a little more thankful, then. Now, what do ya want? I might be stuck here f'r now, but I kinda wanna go back t' snooze town."

Nice shot!!!!!! He still got it after all. The… dude wakes up, clearly upset, and Guzma answers to that glare with a little nod, completely unfazed.

"Sup du--"

---just to get a taste of his own medicine …er, paper, thrown with much more strenght. It didn't hurt or anything, but having that thing splatted on his face is still annoying!

"Oh fuck you and drown--!

Ya got the only good tub in all the goddamn town, at least be more thankful!"

…dude you're the one who threw that thing to begin with.